Psalms 57
1 [For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Do Not Destroy." A poem by David, when he fled from Saul, in the cave.] Be merciful to me, God, be merciful to me, for my soul takes refuge in you. Yes, in the shadow of your wings, I will take refuge, until disaster has passed.
Nkunga Davidi kuidi pfumu minyimbidi “kadi vonda.” Mu thangu kasuamina mu nluka matadi Sawuli bu kaba kunkuka. Wumboni kiadi, a Nzambi, wumboni kiadi! Bila muelꞌama wunsuaminanga mu ngeyo ndiela suamina ku kitsusula ki mavavi maku, nate mabienga mela mana vioka.
2 I cry out to God Most High, to God who accomplishes my requests for me.
Ndiela yamikina kuidi Nzambi yizangama; kuidi Nzambi weti dukisa zikhanu ziandi kuidi minu.
3 He will send from heaven, and save me, he rebukes the one who is pursuing me. (Selah) God will send out his loving kindness and his truth.
Weti fidisa tona ku diyilu ayi weti kuphukisa; mu temina bobo beti kundandakana mu kingolo; Nzambi weti fidisa luzolo luandi ayi kikhuikizi kiandi.
4 My soul is among lions. I lie among those who are set on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
Ndidi va khatitsika zikhosi; ndidi wulambalala va khatitsika bibulu bindianga minsuni; batu bobo meno mawu madi banga madionga mafioti ayi maneni ludimi luawu luidi sabala yisekoso ngolo.
5 Be exalted, God, above the heavens. Let your glory be above all the earth.
Yayusu kuaku, a Nzambi, ku yilu diyilu Bika nkembo aku wuba va ntoto wumvimba!
6 They have prepared a net for my steps. My soul is bowed down. They dig a pit before me. They fall into its midst themselves. (Selah)
Batambila malu mama dikondi. Ndiba wukomvama mu ziphasi; Bakaba dibulu dinnene mu nsolo ama: vayi bawu veka ba buidi muawu.
7 My heart is steadfast, God, my heart is steadfast. I will sing, yes, I will sing praises.
Ntimꞌama widi wukinda a Nzambi; ntimꞌama widi wukinda. Ndiela yimbila, ndiela bula miziki.
8 Wake up, my glory. Wake up, psaltery and harp. I will wake up the dawn.
Kotuka, muelꞌama! Kotukanu, ngeyo Luti ayi ngitala ndiela kotula khiesa ki lumbu.
9 I will give thanks to you, LORD, among the peoples. I will sing praises to you among the nations.
Ndiela kuzitisa, a Yave, va khatitsika makanda. Ndiela kuyimbidila va khatitsika batu.
10 For your great loving kindness reaches to the heavens, and your truth to the skies.
Bila luzolo luaku luidi lunneni, luntulanga nate kuna diyilu, kikhuikizi kiaku kintulanga nate ku matuti.
11 Be exalted, God, above the heavens. Let your glory be over all the earth.
Yayusu kuaku, a Nzambi, ku yilu Diyilu. Bika nkemboꞌaku wuba va ntoto wumvimba!
